my mind should be focused on more important things
my priorities are completely out of line
your name, your kiss, every night we spent together is just replaying in my head
you are everything i want
you're all i want
and they tell me that i'll find another, someone just like you
but i'm not sure if it's what we had that i want
i think i just want you

My muscles tense, pulling tighter and tighter with every breath. All I can do is think of you and the nights we used to share. Eyes glazing over with every tear, fists cleanching in pain and in fear. Remembering that summer where we opened all of the windows in the house and hung out. Living on the edge, tasting freedom in the wind; we were happier than we had ever been. The long car rides leading to no where and when we finally ran out of gas, the adventures began.
I can still feel your cold hands on my cheek now, reading my jaw line like the novel you couldn't put down. You staring at me, and me staring at you. Falling into your eyes, reaching out for a life preserver that never came. Running your fingers through my hair, pulling me closer to you.
My world, I gravitated towards you. Revolving, and revolving we stayed in constant motion. An unending orbit that I never planned to escape. Everything we did, we did for each other and nothing could have changed that fact.

My breaths are getting shorter and the weight on my chest is getting heavier; I just can't think straight anymore. My knees are growing weaker until I finally drop to the ground; my face on the pavement, inhaling the dirt. You're the poison in my veins making my blood run thick and cold. Toxins pumping through my heart and pouring into my lungs, never letting up. And for what, revenge? For a taste of something sweet such as my pain? I'll give you what you want and when you taste it on your tongue I hope the bitter sweet memories come flooding back to your mind again. Everything that was and everything that could have been tearing you to pieces as soon as I let you in. My mouth goes dry now, and my muscles are sorely contracting. What have I done? What have you done to me? I'm nothing like I was before; it just can't end like this.